Wizard From Afar

Similar to Byrne, the Boi people also hold banquets in the evening, sipping their "unique customs" until the morning of the next day-before the sun sets, the banquet has officially begun. .

"The Duke’s Castle is not only the residence of every generation of the Grand Duke of Boi, it is also a place to entertain VIPs and warriors. Therefore, discuss this year’s major event;

Every generation of grand princes is here, accepting the coronation of the Holy Cross and Quanbyne, and becoming the lord of the great green sea."

Led by Sete Braha count, Loren, the little wizard, Lucien, and all the Byrne counts who came with the army, follow closely from behind, stepping on the newly washed slabs under their feet , Walk towards the castle hall.

As for his new escort, Andrew McAphey has secretly left Thousand Trap City and sent the collected information to Scarlet Blood Castle... When he saw that he was leaving with a secretly relaxed expression, black hair wizard Really increasingly doubted what happened between him and Lucien.

Speaking of which, Lu Sien said that he already has a sweetheart... right?

"Then I wonder if the person that Grand Duke Boye is going to entertain today is a VIP or a warrior?" Eckert took the opportunity to ask.

"Neither."

With a little respect, Sete Braha turned his head: "We have to entertain today, only friends!"

The words fell, and Loren and Eckert looked at each other tacitly, showing a meaningful smile.

& The servants of the dinner plate kept coming in and out, and it was very lively.

The clashing wine glasses, the clamor, the laughter, the barbecue...the warm atmosphere is not inferior to Byrne's banquet, and the degree of joy may be even better.

In the hall large enough to hold hundreds of people, you can’t even see a single chair. All the participants of the banquet are sitting on the ground, even the Grand Duke himself. The Boy warriors sitting around the table are already Drinking red face and red ears, gulp at the barbecue.

There are even many guys who ran to the grill and tried the "Blade Technique" with the browned and crispy barbecue. The warrior who succeeded in slicing a piece of barbecue with a single knife would immediately be cheered by the alcoholic people around. .

Even by Byrne’s most common banquet, it is necessary to pay attention to some basic etiquette; and this Boe’s most "top" banquet seems to be with a group of "heroes" who have just returned from the robbery. It's no different to find a shady place and eat the shouted dinner with the stolen things.

If it weren’t for the unwashed blood stains on the steps below, the blood and the smell of corpses that cannot be dissipated in the cold wind, Loren would have even forgotten where he is now and why he came here. .

I almost forgot that it was because the "Letter for Help" from the Grand Duke Laszlo Varna completely disrupted his plan; he made himself the Duke of Byrne with a Thousands of Byers have stepped into this turbulent battlefield.

It’s like a kind of strange circle-whenever I feel I’ve solved all the problems and can finally calm down, someone will jump out to break the silence and let him walk into the next one full of mystery , Blood, traps and conspiracies.

"The banquet has begun." Sete Braha turned around and opened the door for the Loren entire group: "The Grand Duke and Boye are waiting for the Duke and the Byrne Knights to sit in!"

Loren lifts the head, looking straight ahead; Laszlo Varna, who was sitting on a seat in the distance, suddenly put down his wine glass, raised his head suddenly, and his sharp eyes shot suddenly.

Raising his eyebrows, the corners of Loren's mouth puckered slightly.

"Torino descendant, Lord of Byrne, Grand Duke Loren Torino is here--!"

The loud voice of Setter count made the whole hall awe-inspiring.

Stepping forward, the Duke of Byrne, who looks steadily forward, walked toward the door.

When they came to the hall, Byrne’s entire group discovered that the Poi nobles who feasted only occupied half of the hall; obviously, the other half was reserved for them; a long table with Poi The Grand Duke is far away.

Knight vs. Knight, and Duke vs. Duke—even the Boys who don’t like to be disciplined, follow this "rule" on this occasion. They instinctively use barbecue grills and long tables. The banquet hall, which can accommodate hundreds of guests, was divided into two, and the middle was vacated.

Just looking at it this way, it’s more like two groups of robbers having a dinner...As long as the "big guys" on both sides don’t agree, the thugs who were still eating shouted a second can draw out their weapons , Opened a film in the open space in the middle, punching the human brain out of the dog brain.

What’s more coincidental is that neither the Boyes nor the Byrnes are forbidden to carry weapons at the banquet; The privilege of status...

Without much hesitation, Loren shrugged and sat in his seat; the entire group also followed closely from behind and sat around.

The eyes of the entire hall were focused on him and the Grand Duke Varna.

I saw the gray-haired old man pushed aside the barbecue plate in front of him, picked up the filled wine glass, and slowly raised it above his head:

"Toast——!"

Hoarse and high-pitched words sounded, and the atmosphere in the hall was moved.

"Welcome our guests, our friends! The bloodline is connected, and Brother Byrne of Life and Death Together, when Boye needed them the most, they came to the Great Green Sea not far away!"

Grand Duke Varna looked around for a week, and the long echoing voice in the hall made everyone patient to listen to him.

"When I wrote that letter, you were still wondering whether the Byrne people of all split up and in pieces could come to the rescue; the Knights of Byrne, do you still remember them and the Boyne The vow of Life and Death Together..." Varner held down the glass and raised it forcefully, the wine syrup splashed all over:

"It's not just you, but I am also suspicious of this problem."

"And now... Duke Loren Torino has given a perfect answer to this question-they will, they can!"

"Fifteen thousand Byrne Knights, only 40,000 centaur Thousand Tent City folds down and sinks into the sand; it is conceivable that when Byrne and Boye fight side by side again, who...will be our opponent!"

With countless gazes, Val Grand Duke Na had a sharp eye and a deep voice: "God bless Boye, God bless Byrne!"

"God bless Boye, God bless Byrne————————!!!"

The violent roar shook the entire hall, deafening!

next moment, the old man raising his glass raised his head and poured the kumiss into his throat.

For a while, not only the Boye warriors, but the Byrne counts behind Loren also picked up their wine glasses, drank them heroically, and their cheeks were full of joy.

There was a lot of noise in the hall full of voices, full of joy.

No...

The black hair wizard frowned, glanced at the little wizard and Lucien, who were also holding a wine glass behind him, with red cheeks, lightly sighed.

Laszlo Varna, he didn't say these words casually, he was deliberately "to please" the Byrne counts behind him.

"Everyone—Warriors of Boy!"

At this moment, Grand Duke Varna slammed the glass on the ground, although he was speaking to everyone, sharply But his gaze was directed at the black hair wizard.

"We have repelled the centaur barbarians who besieged Thousand Trap City, but the war is not over yet... They are still in the grasslands of the big green sea, sweeping around on the land of Poi, killing unscrupulously Plunder!"

"They! They are still killing your relatives and robes, looting your wealth and homes, and turning the big green sea into a meadow for centaur!"

The old man roared again: "Boy, can you bear it?!"

"Can't——————!!!!!!"

There was a roar of anger in the hall, Loren even heard someone shouting behind him.

"They once defeated us, they once let Boye hustle on the prairie to sink into the sand, and let our city and Thousand Tented City fall into the flames of war-this kind of shame, can you bear it? "!"

"Can't——————!!!"

The Grand Duke of Varna looked steadily forward, staring at the black hair wizard from beginning to end. Every move: "We Boyi, never give up half a step in the face of shame! Tomorrow...tomorrow I will lead my army to the battlefield, looking for the main force of the centaur barbarians to start a decisive battle with them, a shame."

"Byrners...are you coming?!"